Arcadia “Election Day” 1985.  I have multiple copies of “Election Day” – I blogged about the 12″ (Cryptic Cut and The Consensus Mix) back in April for another election day – this version I picked up before So Red The Rose was released in late fall of ‘85. (The back of the single states that “an alternative version of Election Day will feature on the forthcoming album So Red The Rose.”) The b-side of this single is “She’s Moody and Grey, She’s Mean and She’s Restless” (OR IS SHE NASTY????), basically an instrumental version of “Election Day.”

I just finished voting in this pivotal national election. I live in a swing state so my vote really does count.  But I was not able to pull out a line from “Election Day” to any aggressive ‘poll watchers’ who might be trying to intimidate voters (they wouldn’t bother at our polling place – it’s a very very liberal part of town so their efforts would be quashed quickly). I really wanted to start singing “Hi guys, by the way, are you aware you’re being illegal?” (I did refrain from pulling off my shirt and praying – it’s stinking cold in November)

Anyway, here’s hoping for a future of freedom of speech and freedom from hate and a picture from D2′s Instagram of John Taylor post-vote.

Wild kind of look to the day
Opening eyes impale neon flickers
She moon, she turning away
The city’s her slave but he’s cheating his mistress

She’s moody and grey
She’s mean and she’s restless
So restless, so restless indeed

All over you as they say
Rumours or rivals yell at the strike force
Hi guys, by the way
Are you aware you’re being illegal?

It’s making your savior behaviour look evil
‘Scuse my timing but say
How’d you fit in with this flim, flam and judy

Maximum big surprise
Your smile is something new

I pull my shirt off and pray
We’re sacred and bound to suffer the heatwave
Pull my shirt off and pray
We’re coming up on re-election day

Stretching my love down the way
To your invitation stretching my body
Use your intuitive play
‘Cause maybe we have more play time than money

Maximum big surprise
She knows something new

I pull my shirt off and pray
I’m saving myself to suffer the heatwave
Pull my shirt off and pray
We’re coming up on re-election day

By roads and backways a lover’s chance down wind
Cut open murmurs and sounds be calm hands on skin
Carry further, entangled strands all sing
I’m saving some time to slip away
We could dance!

Shouldn’t be asking, wild and scheming
Could be my election day

Maximum big surprise
You know something new

I pull my shirt off and pray
We’re sacred and bound to suffer this heatwave
Pull my shirt off and pray
We’re coming up on re-election day

Re-election day